2020. HOME.
2020. Home.
2020. A year in which ‘home’ took on a potent meaning beyond our understanding of it in our lifetime.
A year in which home became our EVERYTHING.
A place of safety. A place of protection. A place of security. A place of work. Of belonging. Of socializing. Of Zooming. Of teaching and connecting and watching the news…and counting numbers. So many numbers.
So many numbers in 2020.
And…such a strange year to not have had. A. Home.
A year of one-way tickets and drives.
One-way doors. Because some only swing one way, unlike the swinging doors of a saloon. Saloons.
Bars.
What are those anymore? Has anyone even been to a bar this year?
A year of bars. Bans. Barred in. Barred within. Banned from seeing others. Banned from seeing ourselves.
Bars.
Bar.
Bare.
Bare open.
Bared upside down.
Like a turtle with no shell.
Like a human in 2020.
Upside down, downside up — can one even tell the difference?
Home.
